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Artemis: “Right, brothers. Onward. Imagine yourself seated at a cafe in Montmartre.”Myles: “In Paris.”Artemis: “Yes, Paris. And try as you will, you cannot attract the waiter’s attention. What do you do?”Beckett: “Umm…tell Butler to jump-jump-jump on his head?”Myles: “I agree with simple-toon.”Artemis: “No! You simply raise one finger and say clearly ‘ici, garcon.'”Beckett: “Itchy what?
